her hands and this love are beginning to age
and all you can do is slosh a helpless rage
against this mortal love, not hers, nor mine
washed off by the cruel tides of time
her hands and this love are beginning to age
and all you can do is slosh a helpless rage
against this mortal love, not hers, nor mine
washed off by the cruel tides of time
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